Yes. That would be great.
kusanagifire Member
- Last Seen: 7 yrs ago
- Joined: 9 yrs ago
- Posts: 285 (0.09 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- kusanagifire 9 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
It does that sometimes lol. RPG isnt the most stable of sites after all.
Also, Im writing up a CS but I need more time to get it up. Im just about almost done on the first CS.
Also, Im writing up a CS but I need more time to get it up. Im just about almost done on the first CS.
Oh hey. OOC is up i see. It didnt notify me of anything ;w;
why are you guys memeing and why wasn't I invited again
l-lewd
Im still on board ^^;
Can I app a shadow monster that is actually the other side of my master so its actually just another aspect of her and not an entirely new character?
Because she wasn't good enough for the Grail.
Lancer
He did not react towards his Master's off hand comment about him being a fruit. Twas but words, and their Servant-Master relationship would at least allow for that sort of transgression.
"All the same, the Japanese will likely be out of our hair for a while, wondering how we plan to accomplish such a feat. They are simple creatures in this way. Now, first step in our master plan, you are needing some clothes. Taking care of one's appearance is the first step in making a miracle!" His Master paused a moment, before continuing. "Now, essentially, here is the great Rasputin's brilliant master plan: I have no plan. What I do have, however, is a list of great evils that lay within this world. It is our duty as men of faith to purge these evils, and I am thinking the Fuyuki City church is being an excellent place to start, yes? And before you are answering, this was rhetorical yes, so do not actually feel that you must be answering."
"If that is what my Master desires," Lancer replied. "Then I too shall come to desire it. However, Master, the fake priest there could be much more trouble than he looks."
The fake priest emanated an aura of danger, not something a normal priest would have. Then there was the speech he had about him being the Overseer of this war, plus having several command seals on top of that. No priests would ever associate themselves with magic, the thing they abhorred as heresy.
Kurokiri Hyuuga
“I think that your well-being is our priority now, Hyuuga. I can come back later, it’s not like this Church is really akin to the ones from my lifetime, to begin with.”
"I see, then shall w-" Before Kurokiri could finish her sentence however, Saber scooped her up in a bridal carry as if she was naught but a bundle of sticks. "Ah, w-wait, S-Saber?"
“You look like you need some rest and we need to plan as well. Most likely the enemy want to draw us out of Fuyuki so that I’m unable to use my Noble Phantasms, at the very least. We shall discuss it better when we are back home.”
"I.. but this.. p-people are s-staring..." Kurogiri was already blushing a deep shade of red. It was hard not to, to be carried so in such a way in broad daylight. She was sure people can see her panties if they were in the right angle too.
“That said, Hyuuga, you shouldn’t let that man’s words get to you. The fact that you stood there despite everything and not only that, but also believed in me, is what makes you a great Master. As of the present I swear that I’ll be your sword, no matter the outcome of this war. Now…” Saber made a pause as the rather solemn expression she had on before melted into her usual laid-back smile, “What do you Japanese usually have for lunch? I know that food is irrelevant for a Servant, but still I’d like share some with you. Also, if you think I’m going to be a burden on your finances, I can always try to find one of those things they call part-time jobs while this war lasts.”
Kurokiri felt like dying right then and there out of sheer embarrassment, but the mention of food perked her up somewhat. "I.. uhm... I can make some food if you want. I've been practicing my cooking, but I've no one to test it on?"
With a big, slightly hopeful, smile, she spoke again. "Would you like to try some?
He did not react towards his Master's off hand comment about him being a fruit. Twas but words, and their Servant-Master relationship would at least allow for that sort of transgression.
"All the same, the Japanese will likely be out of our hair for a while, wondering how we plan to accomplish such a feat. They are simple creatures in this way. Now, first step in our master plan, you are needing some clothes. Taking care of one's appearance is the first step in making a miracle!" His Master paused a moment, before continuing. "Now, essentially, here is the great Rasputin's brilliant master plan: I have no plan. What I do have, however, is a list of great evils that lay within this world. It is our duty as men of faith to purge these evils, and I am thinking the Fuyuki City church is being an excellent place to start, yes? And before you are answering, this was rhetorical yes, so do not actually feel that you must be answering."
"If that is what my Master desires," Lancer replied. "Then I too shall come to desire it. However, Master, the fake priest there could be much more trouble than he looks."
The fake priest emanated an aura of danger, not something a normal priest would have. Then there was the speech he had about him being the Overseer of this war, plus having several command seals on top of that. No priests would ever associate themselves with magic, the thing they abhorred as heresy.
Kurokiri Hyuuga
“I think that your well-being is our priority now, Hyuuga. I can come back later, it’s not like this Church is really akin to the ones from my lifetime, to begin with.”
"I see, then shall w-" Before Kurokiri could finish her sentence however, Saber scooped her up in a bridal carry as if she was naught but a bundle of sticks. "Ah, w-wait, S-Saber?"
“You look like you need some rest and we need to plan as well. Most likely the enemy want to draw us out of Fuyuki so that I’m unable to use my Noble Phantasms, at the very least. We shall discuss it better when we are back home.”
"I.. but this.. p-people are s-staring..." Kurogiri was already blushing a deep shade of red. It was hard not to, to be carried so in such a way in broad daylight. She was sure people can see her panties if they were in the right angle too.
“That said, Hyuuga, you shouldn’t let that man’s words get to you. The fact that you stood there despite everything and not only that, but also believed in me, is what makes you a great Master. As of the present I swear that I’ll be your sword, no matter the outcome of this war. Now…” Saber made a pause as the rather solemn expression she had on before melted into her usual laid-back smile, “What do you Japanese usually have for lunch? I know that food is irrelevant for a Servant, but still I’d like share some with you. Also, if you think I’m going to be a burden on your finances, I can always try to find one of those things they call part-time jobs while this war lasts.”
Kurokiri felt like dying right then and there out of sheer embarrassment, but the mention of food perked her up somewhat. "I.. uhm... I can make some food if you want. I've been practicing my cooking, but I've no one to test it on?"
With a big, slightly hopeful, smile, she spoke again. "Would you like to try some?
© 2007-2024